I somehow didn't want to write a typical 'I can't live without you', 'You mean the world' kind of stuff 'cos you already know very well what the two of us share and I didn't want to trivialise our bond by stating the obvious and acting mushy about it in a letter. This is just a thank-you note on this Valentine's from my side. Thanks for putting that smile on my face by cracking a joke just when I would be tensed and worried about something. Thanks for laughing at all those silly jokes of mine. Thanks for patiently listening to me when I would just go on blabbering about my own little problems. Thanks for calling me up again the next day even after I would go off to sleep over the phone while you tried sharing your little problems with me. Thank you for always taking the initiative to set things straight between us after a fight, knowing very well that I'm too stubborn and stuck-up to take the first step. Thanks for somehow not letting the physical distance between us affect what we share. Thanks for making me feel important and loved. Thanks for just making me feel complete. Thanks for being so understanding and caring. In short, thanks for just being there. :) You might think that I do not notice and appreciate these small things because I never mention it but these things do mean a lot to me and you're indeed special and I do love you a lot. Just remain the way you are :)
I've written a poem for you as well. Somehow the poem doesn't do justice to what I feel for you but this is the best I could come up with right now....
At times like these…
When I am feeling
down and out.
When my dreams have gone dumb,
but my nightmares shout.
At times like these…
When my picture perfect
life seems shattered.
When I don’t have the strength
to pick the pieces that lay scattered.
At times like these…
When my ship is caught
in a sea that’s unruly.
When my shore looms afar
and my guiding star I can’t see.
At times like these…
When there is no sinew left
to take one more step.
When my spirit is bereaved of
all the verve and pep.
At times like these…
When this world is mocking me
and I feel withered.
When my today is insipid
and my tomorrow is blurred.
At times like these…
I close my eyes
and picture thee.
I am rekindled and enflamed
by the warmth surrounding me.
At times like very these…
I search my soul
and feel your presence.
I submit to you.
I surrender to your essence.
Ti amo tesoro mio :)
11 comments:
I search my soul
and feel your presence.
I submit to you.
I surrender to your essence.
Vintage Manyu here :P He almost seems docile, meek and submissive here...poetry can be so deceptive. I'm sure the girls will agree :D
Simply and exquisitely put.
I surrender too to the talent divine you show.
Beautiful, simply beautiful.
I close my eyes
and picture thee.
I am rekindled and enflamed
by the warmth surrounding me.
At times like very these…
superb imagery..liked this stanza specially...Again a great job, Wandering Gypsy..The girl must be extremely lucky to have a charming lover and poet like you!
Liked this Wandering Gypsy..
When this world is mocking me
and I feel withered.
When my today is insipid
and my tomorrow is blurred.
speaks for so many :)
I loved the style and the theme of the poem. Extremely touching as well :)
I have yet to come across a more convicing piece of work. This is probably the best gift a girl can ever get..she must be truly lucky :)
I dont like the poem. There is something barren about it.
Too much word play according to me.
And I dont like the 4th verse at all.
And as usual, typical Abhimanyu with teh repetitive lines. :P
Didnt like it much.
In a word, it was BRILLIANT :D
Definitely one of the best writings by anyone that I've ever read..
kuch to log kahege, logon ka kaam hai kehna =D
*sigh* this poem is just outstanding and touches the heart. some people just miss the wood for the trees. the build-up in this poem is just brilliant. the feeling of despair and emptiness followed by the last two stanzas which show how the girl fills up that void makes this another masterpiece. and the slight change in the repetitive effect in the last stanza by saying 'at times like *very* these' just makes one go awww. i'm sure the girl u must have written the poem for loved it and might have even a shed a tear or two and that's what matters =)
p.s: thankfully, u did not use '...' in this poem, otherwise ur frnd would have pointed that out as a flaw and felt smug about herself =P
Beauty. :)
'I search my soul
and feel your presence.
I submit to you.
I surrender to your essence.'
speechless..
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